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Friday, 2 January 2015

**Cover Reveal** Undeniable by Amy Marie

Three months to fall in love.

Three sentences destroys it all.

Seven years ago, free-spirited Hadley’s heart was shatteredwhen her secret high school love, Ryder Blake, betrayed her with just a fewharsh words. Now, in her twenties and unhappily committed to Braden, herboyfriend of two years, she is unknowingly still picking up the pieces, andbeginning to realize her life is far from the one she always dreamed of having.

When sexy and all grown up Ryder walks back into her life,memories of their summer spent together causes her to want the old Hadley back.The Hadley that took risks and made her own rules, the Hadley that only RyderBlake has ever dared to bring out.

Ryder has had his fair share of women since high school, butnone have ever compared to the girl who stole his heart and disappeared withit. When his life starts to fall into place Hadley’s sudden reappearance anddisgust towards him fuels his drive to win her back and never let her runagain…even if she has a boyfriend, and even if he has to handcuff her to hisbed.

I reach down and adjust myself as I watch her walk past me,wanting nothing more than to spank her tight ass. I grab her arm and whip heraround so we are face to face.

"Oh, I’ve changed Hadley…and I can show you how if you’dlike,” I tell her pushing up against her.

Her breathing deepens as she attempts to tug her hand out of mygrip. “Let. Me. Go, ” she says accentuating each word.

“Never.” I intently promise.

She scoffs. “I don’t belong to you anymore, Ryder.”

“You know,” I say, lifting my hand to caress the side of hercheek. She flinches but doesn’t move.

“Since you vanished into thin air wetechnically never broke up. So, you still belong to me. Have you been cheatingon me with this Braden asshole.”

I’m trying to lighten the mood but her eyes go wide. She’sseething. “Oh, yea? And how many girls have you fucked since high school? Goback to them.”

“I don’t want them. I want you,” I say, shocked at my ownadmission.

She looks between my eyes and my hand wrapped around her arm.Resolve shines through. “What’s that you said?” She taps her finger against herlips. “Oh yea. I’ve been there and done that.”

She pulls out of my grasp, shooting daggers with her eyes, andwalks away from me, again.

AmyMarie was born and raised in the suburbs of Chicago and now resides in VirginiaBeach with her fantastically crazy husband and two kids.

Asan avid reader, she never dreamed of writing her own novel until the charactersstarted haunting her at night and in the shower. Wanting to get it down on paper she set offon the journey that is more than she could have ever dreamed.

Whennot writing she can be found carting her kids around, breaking up their fights,cleaning up messes, teaching Zumba, or reading.